Thank You For Letting Me Go

Why can you not let go?
I know letting go will hurt.
But holding on hurts even more.
Knowing my heart can’t be yours.
A lone wolf I have become.
Not living with proud, prideless lions.

I have always disliked proud lions.
They give errands they’d never go.
Look how wild they have become.
They don’t chose who to hurt.
Even when their family is yours.
They’d feed on you and more.

I’ve learnt; “Never ask for more”.
I’m not part of the lions.
For I’ll never demand for yours.
It’s hard, but they let go.
With time it stops to hurt.
A lone wolf I have become.

Younglan